Almost Suffocates Poem by malini kadir

The staleness of the air
Almost suffocates......
Not a game this of ironic flair
Yet distance a must it indicates

Tell me heart
Thumping in earnest
Both of us a part?
In a true trust...........

Which ship to catch
Which track to follow?
Yet in tranquil match
A golden bond to allow.........

Indecisive my thumping triangle
The beat not missing a second in due earnest
Waiting this forehead in uplifting angle
Where the angel of love shall scope down to rest

On willing shoulders in silent friendship
Of mated minds in unique trust
To every man's anguish whip.......
To relinquish the reigns to his thrust

The maker of a poet in making
The pacifier of a weeping soul
Letting his love take a u turn missing;
His arms in ever warm welcoming call
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir